Personally, I think I would rather have a temperature of 102 degrees that ninety nine. 102 and you are in bed watching The Lord of the Rings. Ninety nine you are at work wasting everyone’s time. I do hope you all enjoy this poem, it is precisely as incoherent as it ought to be.
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